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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2016-05-27 10:01 am
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Bonus Round 1: Memory

Bonus Round 1: Memory


Let's start our summer by looking at the past—things that happened in canon, or maybe in an AU, or maybe just as wishful thinking...


This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on June 9 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. (There are changes from last year!)



RULES
  • Submit prompts by commenting to this post! You prompt should consist of one scenario beginning with the phrase "Remember when", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from our list of nominated fandoms.
    • Your prompts can take the form of recalling canon facts/events ("Remember when Nozomi and Eli got parfaits after school?"), non-canon events ("Remember when Megumi and Jin met at the Tadokoro Family Reunion?"), or somewhere in-between ("Remember when Bokuto and Kenma first met?"). Headcanons and AUs are welcome!
    • Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Rei & Nagisa). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Rei/Nagisa). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
  • Post fills by leaving a responding comment to a prompt with your newly-created work.
  • Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.


  • FORMAT
    Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.

    Required Work Minimums:
    • 400 words (prose)
    • 400px by 400px (art)
    • 14 lines (poetry)
    There is no max work cap.

    Format your comment in one of the following ways:

    If PROMPTING:If FILLING:If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
    PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
    • Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to, including Grandstand or Sports Teams
    • Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice.
    • Below that, place applicable major content tags (when applicable; otherwise write "no tags" or "none")
    • Visual example
    FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
    • Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to
    • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
    • Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable; otherwise write "no tags" or "none")
    • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of the fill in your comment.
    • To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>
    • Visual example
    FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
    • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
    • Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable
    • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of your work in your comment.
    • To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" />
    • Visual example


    Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.


    SCORING
    These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!

    For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)

    For fills:

    First 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
    Fills 4-10: 10 points each
    Fills 11-20: 5 points each
    Fills 21+: 2 points each

    All scored content must be created new for this round.


    Etc.
    If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only.

    Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T

[personal profile] mother_herbivore 2016-05-27 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
character death, religion
750 words

The Mountain God is beautiful. He wears white and blue, and his eyes are sharp and his hair is black as night. The people ask him for good fortune, pray to him for beauty and charm. They bring him gifts of jewelry and flowers and delicate trinkets, and, once a year, the gift of one of their own children.
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Two shrine-maidens wash him thoroughly in the mineral-rich waters of the mountain spring. Their movements are well-practiced and impersonal, and Manami feels rather like a doll as they move his limbs this way and that. He tries to look at them, but they won’t meet his eyes.

It’s an honor to be chosen, his father told him through stiff lips, as his mother sat motionless by the window. She still held the letter from the temple, clenched tightly in her fist. Manami doesn’t know what to say.

The maidens draw him out of the spring, surprisingly strong, and dry him in the shade of a maple tree. They are gentle, but there is nothing comforting about the touch of their soft white hands. Manami looks up, where he can catch a glimpse of the sky through the leaves. It’s a beautiful day to die.

We’ll have fair weather and good crops thanks to you, boy, the blacksmith’s wife said when Manami came to be fitted for his robes. The white silk is cool against his skin, and he thinks about how he has never had clothing as fine as this.

They brush his hair with beautiful mother-of-pearl combs. One of the maidens tries to smooth down the unruly lock of hair that sticks almost straight up at the top of Manami’s head, and frustration flashes briefly across her face. Then she assumes a neutral expression once more, and puts the comb away. The preparations are nearly done now, Manami knows.
The maidens dress him carefully in his soft white robes. They must be arranged in a specific way, and then there are several tokens to be slipped into the folds, for Manami to bring to the god; a butterfly carved out of pine and painted orange, a newly-bloomed lotus, a glass bird with outstretched wings. Manami holds the bird especially tenderly.
Once he is dressed, there’s nothing else to do but go to the temple. It’s a short way away, tucked against the mountain and hidden partly in shadow. The stone steps are cold against Manami’s bare feet after walking in the sun-warmed grass.
The doors open for him as he approaches, and the maidens usher him inside. Manami pauses on the threshold and tilts his head back to look at the sky again. He wants to remember that rich shade of blue.
Then he enters the temple, and the doors close behind him.
He does not pay much attention to the ceremony. He lies on his back with his eyes closed and thinks about the ornate dagger laying by the priest’s right hand. As the priest calls to the beautiful Mountain God and asks him for his continued benevolence and protection, Manami wonders if he’ll be able to feel the blade in his chest. The idea of it excites him a little. His grip tightens on the glass bird.
Eventually, he hears the rasp of metal on stone as the priest picks up the dagger. His heartbeat quickens, but he doesn’t open his eyes. The ceremony is reaching its climax—the priest speaks in loud, fervent tones, crying out for the Mountain God to please accept this young gift as proof of the people’s dedication and respect. Manami bites his tongue and waits for the touch of cold metal on his skin.
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The Mountain God is as beautiful as they say. He is resplendent in robes of shining white and blue, with piercing violet eyes and hair blacker than ink. He watches over the people of the mountain villages, blessing them for their love and dedication to him. They bring him gifts of jewelry and flowers and delicate trinkets, and he revels in their beauty, but the most precious gift of all only comes once a year.
This year, it is a boy with midnight-blue hair and eyes to match. He loves the sky and the wind, he loves the mountains. The Mountain God has watched him for a long time, waiting for him to come.
“Tell me your name,” the Mountain God says.
“Sangaku.” The boy’s voice rings true and clear, and the Mountain God smiles.